After seeing Milk, me and Katharine decided to watch another Gus Van Sant film, so we choose My Own Private Idaho.
The beginning of the film I was distracted by a sudoku puzzle I was trying to complete (45 minutes! Whoo... gotta work on that) but soon got entranced by River Phoenix's performance as a hustler with a condition of narcolepsy-the thing where you suddenly fall into deep sleeps when you're stressed, from a chemical imbalance in the brain-strive to find his mother. Accompanied by Keanu Reeves, who was not quite as good but still okay, another hustler who's father is a mayor.
About a quarter of the way in it was undeniable that there was influence from a Shakespeare play, it bugged us so we paused it and went on wikipedia, yes, it is (extremely loosely) based off of Henry IV.
The movie ends, in the same place it started, with not much hope, in the middle of Idaho.
This movie is funny, surreal and heartbreaking. Especially when you painfully recall River Phoenix's death in the scenes where he is taken over by the narcolepsy, twitching in the streets.
There's a good review here.
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